If you're a cartoonist, you probably recognize this image. (And if it's your first time seeing it? Right Click, Save As! You'll be glad you did.)
This chart is how I first heard of Wally Wood.
But one of the featured gallery shows at Angoulême 2020 was a retrospective of Wood's work. And my respect for the guy has gone through the roof.
This is going to be a recurring theme. Strap in.
I‘m an artist, too. And so, I’ll never be down with that image rehab. Never.
...
That's okay. It was awhile ago.
I got the strong impression, especially further along in the exhibition, that he didn’t enjoy making this sort of work.
You’ll see what I mean.
Wally, because apparently he wasn’t COMPLETELY FUCKING RELATABLE enough, yet? He’s been noodling over an as-yet-unpublished fantasy epic in relative privacy for some time, at this point. Since childhood, basically.
Increasingly infirm, he suffered kidney failure and a stroke six years after producing this comic. The stroke caused him to lose the sight in his right eye, which was probably the final straw.
And that’s pretty much all there is to say.